Pierce my heart,
Break my soul,
Untangle me,
Cut off these cords.
Suffocate me,
Yet give me breath,
Tear me down,
And build me up.
Drown my sorrows,
In this black hole,
re-arrange my soul,
Then ask for more.
Fear unforetold,
Fills my heart,
Sweeps over me,
And casts me out.
Black as soot,
Night falls,
Shadows form
And frighten me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
She is to break and rearrange your soul, to suffocate as well as to give you breath, to tear you and build you; yet fear casts you out and shadows frighten you. Why? You conceal the the reason for your fear. It seems difficult to probe it. Obsecure you are! A fine example to a modern poem. Cheers!